
Pandu smiled and turned to Risma and handed the money to his wife.
"You count again, set aside three million to buy groceries, let it be distributed to underprivileged citizens, the rest is your right and the child's right.!" Pandu looked at Risma and was answered by a light nod by Risma who did not expect that Pandu would immediately give up his money without any drama.
"Well, you're lucky, nduk. Have a very loyal husband like this Pandu. Already handsome, well, dear wife and also Sholeh." said Mbah Sawal with a floating smile.
Make Risma and Pandu look at each other in silence.
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At three in the afternoon, Risma packed back to Madiun, because tomorrow's children have started to go to school. What was Risma's goal was accomplished. Securing assets for the future of his child.
Nearly fifty million in total brought Risma from rice crops and also profit from the cafe.
"It turns out, the money you're hiding is too much, Mas. If there wasn't this affair, I might never know. Perhaps this is what is called the wisdom behind every event." Inner Risma miris stared at the pile of clothes in the suitcase.
"Ma!" suddenly Pandu appeared with a thin smile on his lips. Sitting on the bed before Risma who was tidying her clothes in the suitcase.
"Yes!" sahut Risma was cold and did not want to look at her husband, still choosing busy arranging clothes to be taken home.
"Borrow five million. I need to buy gourami fish seedlings, empty ponds I want to fill with gurami only." Pandu expressed his point by restraining his ego.
Risma took her breath in. She turned her body so she could look at her husband.
"Are you no more money, Pa?" sahut Risma investigated with an unusual look on her husband.
"There! But usually, I would also use the money from the effort to play back. In order not to reduce personal savings money." Sahut Pandu must be with a slightly shriveled face.
"To buy fish seedlings, what to give your second wife rations?" sahut Risma ketus and make the guide to throw a rough breath by holding back resentment.
"Ma! Please understand, the money you brought is a lot, almost fifty million. I only asked for five million, and that too was my hard work. Don't make me be rude to you. Please, understand !" reply Pandu with a slightly quivering voice, restraining the furious turmoil in his chest. Because Risma does not care about the chaos of her heart.
"Well, make a fish seed, right?
Let's buy the same, surely the children also like later." Sahut Risma relaxed and made Pandu widen his eyes, not expecting that Risma had thoughts to trap him.
"Let me buy, you just wait here.
Just for a second." Pandu trying to berkilah and looks wrong.
"If you do not want and do not allow me the same child come, the money is also not so I love. Because I know, with your plan, Mom! Just say, if you want to give the money to the woman. Don't expect him to enjoy what's rightfully my son's. Not going." said Risma firmly and started closing her suitcase and dragging her out of the room. Pandu stared at the back of his wife. Rubbing his face rough. Risma is not as stupid and innocent as her mind.
Behind the door, Risma smiled cynically.
"Your train, Mas!
"Ma! we're going home, right?" welcome love and Galang ran towards her who had changed clothes neatly.
"Yes dear. Where is mbk Romlah?" sahut Risma gently looked at her two children in dismay.
"Mbak Romlah still entered the suitcase into the car earlier. This is my mom's suitcase to get in the car?" sahut Cinta cheerful and pointed at the suitcase in the hands of her mother.
"Yes dear. After this we will go home." said Risma with relief on her face that increasingly looks ayu.
"Papa's coming home, isn't he, Ma?" reply Galang by staring at his mother with his innocent face.
"Dear, we're going home with papa!" Risma answered her son's questions gently and smiled warmly. Let enough of that wound be kept alone. And Risma will make Pandu feel the same wounds, the wounds of abandonment and betrayal.
"That's papa!
Hore we'll go home with papa, later we stop by the mall first huh, Pa?" shouted love and enthusiastic Galang and made Pandu smile to welcome the excitement of his children.
"You want to go home now?" Ms. Sonia appeared with some town and parcels to give to her son and granddaughter as by.
"Yes, Ma!
Kids are going to school tomorrow!" sahut Risma politely.
"What's that Mama carrying?" tanya Pandu looked at the mama who .brings many packages.
"By for you. Snacks and also catfish that have been given seasoning mama, later until the house just enter the refrigerator, later if you want to cook, just fry." Sahut Bu Sonia sumringah and Pandu immediately took the mother's luggage and put it in Risma's car.
After entering all the luggage, Pandu and his wife's children say goodbye to go home by car. While Romlah and Waloyo went home to bring Risma's car.
Pandu forgot, if he had not said goodbye to his second wife, did not even give him money. Though it has been promised that it will buy the latest model jewelry, fitting get the money of the harvest. But the promise of staying memories, in fact the money has entered the main queen's wallet, which can not be disturbed in the slightest.
"Later on, let me talk to Clara on the phone, hopefully she will understand this situation." Pandu's mind felt tight.
During the journey, Love and Galang always excited with all his chatter. Love sat in the front seat with her father and Galang in the middle seat with her mother.
The warmth was once strong, but the pity of emptiness and numbness had grown in the heart of a Risma. There is only the hope of being happy with her two children and giving lessons to the husband, to understand how it feels to be ignored when the heart is so strong in obedience as a wife.
Pandu often glances from the rearview of the face of the wife who is smiling when joking with her two children. Beautiful, quiet and soothing.
"I'm sorry, Ris! Perhaps your heart is already deeply wounded, but I will try to heal that wound by obeying and following all your desires. To make amends for my mistakes that have tormented you so much. Sorry if I'm late to understand this taste. I don't want you to leave me with another man. But I can't just leave Clara either. I have her old responsibilities for marrying her.
I'm sorry, because of this selfishness, you two women I love should be just as hurt and hurt." Pandu spoke to himself in his heart with eyes that sometimes could not pay attention to the wife, but remained focused on the streets.